The descendant of the Red Cloud appears.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves! Countless people familiar with the inside story in the prehistoric world were shocked by the news.

Why are so many people fighting for the "Sanpo Soul Fragments"?

It’s not how precious the gourd fragments are, but the reason for the competition is that the gourd fragments may have clues about the “Hongmeng Purple Qi”.

Just one possibility, many people have already beaten to death.

So... does the "Red Cloud Successor" know the whereabouts of the "Hongmeng Purple Qi"? Will the "Hongmeng Purple Qi" have long fallen into the hands of the "Red Cloud Successor"?

Compared with "gourd fragments", "Red Cloud Successor" has greater value.

As a result, countless people in the prehistoric world who were paying attention to the "Hongmeng Purple Qi" began to search the whereabouts of the "Red Cloud Successor" all over the world.

"Hehe, I... it was intentional."

In a restaurant in the Two Realms Pass, Li Yu picked up the wine bottle and stood in front of the window, looking at Mr. Long who was dejected and fell into the trough of life below, a smile appeared on his face.

At this moment, Mr. Long is no longer full of energy and spirit.

The treasure was taken away, and the worshipers around him had long abandoned it. The depressed and down-and-out young master Long was beaten back to his original form by the Great Compassion Demon Lord.

"So... everything is a mirror and a moon!"

Recalling his "cuckold" career before "time travel", Mr. Long's face was full of misery and his will was depressed.

"Is the silk hanging silk always the silk hanging silk? I'm not willing to give up!"

Losing the treasure, the most follower around him actually joined forces with the evil monks from the two realms to steal Mr. Long. His martial arts young man, who had been abandoned in his cultivation and was full of energy, was already in a downfall.

"Heaven will give great responsibilities to this man..."

"Get out! The stinky beggar!"

Young Master Long is still carrying out "psychological construction" and is regaining confidence from the "lowest trough in life" and rising again.

However... a passerby kicked him to the ground, making Young Master Long realize the reality.

"Why? Why? Am I not the protagonist? Isn't this a test on my way forward? Why is this happening?"

Young Master Long clenched his fist tightly, and the words "stinky beggar" were like a sharp blade, deeply hurting Young Master Long's heart. It was really painful! It hurts very much!

"Huh? Isn't this Mr. Long? The dragon and phoenix among people, Mr. Long! Hahahaha!"

A young man in a brocade robe glanced at the down-and-out Young Master Long with a proud look and laughed loudly, "Young Master Long? I'm a big shot! It's not as good as bullshit!"

The young man in brocade robe held his head high, reached out and took out a piece of silver, and threw it in front of Mr. Long.

"Since we met, I am not a person who is not aware of the past. Come and give you a piece of silver and give you a full meal. It is also considered that I have accumulated virtue and done good deeds."

The young man in brocade robe laughed loudly and walked over with his steps arrogantly.

"asshole!"

Young Master Long was so angry that his face flushed and his body was trembling.

This person just now was one of the followers of Mr. Long. They colluded with outsiders to rebel, looted Mr. Long's treasures, and seriously injured Mr. Long, and destroyed his cultivation.

Now, he is insulted in person again. This hatred and this hatred are irreconcilable!

"Thirty years from Hedong, thirty years from Hexi, don't bully the young man's poor!"

Young Master Long clenched his fist tightly, roared to the sky, and shouted a "classic quote" that shocked the heavens and all worlds.

Then……

He ushered in a burst of hilariousness.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"A beggar, and she is still talking nonsense?"

"What do you care about him? Maybe you will see his body in the stinky ditch tomorrow."

The contempt of passers-by made Young Master Long feel like a knife stabbing his heart, heartbroken and ashamed.

The energetic young hero in the world and the promising young monk, are so down and out. Why is this?

Young Master Long's eyes were red, his chest was undulating, and he was breathing heavily.

"Why? Because... I just chose you!"

Li Yu smiled and shook his head, "Okay, since you shouted 'Don't bully the young man', I will give you a chance."

Mr. Long’s so-called “time travel” was fictionalized by Li Yu.

In order to make the "Red Cloud Successor" appear, he used Mr. Long as an introductory guide and made trouble.

Therefore, Mr. Long’s current situation was really created by Li Yu.

"The protagonist of Long Aotian, who is lucky, is every time he is frustrated, he is an opportunity to get a chance and rise again. Whatever falls into the cliff and what is badly defeated, he discovers the treasure again. These are all very classic plots."

Li Yu picked up the wine bottle and drank it all, and had an idea in his heart, "The descendant of Hongyun, of course, he had to release some smoke bombs."

Therefore, this young master Long was regarded as a cover by Li Yu and planned to make him the "Successor of Red Clouds".

Night falls.

The two realms at night become more dangerous. In the darkness, all kinds of sins emerge.

"I can't be so depressed. I must rise again! I will rise again!"

Young Master Long dragged his seriously injured body, staggered to hold the wall, and walked into an alley.

This is where Mr. Long chose to stay.

During the day, Mr. Long discovered that there was a dilapidated house in this alley. Although the doors were collapsed and covered with weeds, it was a little better than sleeping on the streets.

Moving his body step by step, Young Master Long endured the plot and walked into the dilapidated house with difficulty.

When he walked into the broken house, Mr. Long discovered that the broken house seemed to have been a temple. In the house covered with weeds and piled with broken tiles, there was a half-shattered statue of the god.

Only two legs left in the statue were complete, and the upper half was completely transformed into gravel, and the history was not visible at all.

Young Master Long didn't have the heart to see what origins were.

Relying on the statue stone platform, he sat down slowly. Young Master Long was gasping for a long time, and his body was seriously injured and severely injured, causing Young Master Long to almost collapse to the ground.

"I have seen through it. Whatever reputation, prestige, and unlimited glory are all empty. Power, only strength is the most important thing."

The long-term brother had a sense of perseverance, the former arrogant and arrogant person, and the former selfless son had faded away in his heart, leaving only depth and firmness, and... the desire for power.

"Brother, that stinky beggar is here."

At this time, several dark shadows suddenly emerged outside the dilapidated house. The sin in the dark had already emerged.

"Brother, it is said that this guy was once a famous monk. Can we deal with him?"

A black shadow seemed a little nervous and was very afraid of the power of the monk.

"What are you afraid of? He was abolished and cultivated. Hehe, Lord Black Soul needs some good corpses to refine corpses. This former monk will definitely be able to sell for a good price."

As he said that, several black shadows penetrated into the broken house, drew out their swords, and pointed them at Mr. Long who was lying beside the statue of the god.

"A thief? Haha! I didn't expect that I, Mr. Long, would die at the hands of several incompetent amateur thiefs."
Chapter completed!